The handsome young monk had disappeared without a trace, as if this person had never appeared.

The eldest brother Xie Baixuan's palms were matched with a golden giant palm.

In front of the golden giant palm, he was as short and thin as a child, as if he was vulnerable.

The golden giant palm was slowly pressing down, and Xie Baixuan struggled to support it.

The power dispersed by the giant palm and Xie Baixuan's palms was extremely terrifying. Even the walls of Duanhe Hall were knocked down, and the guards had shot in and disappeared.

Xie Ziying showed a complicated expression.

The eldest brother did not kill himself, but wanted to kill his father. How could he deal with himself? Should he let them go or stop the eldest brother?

"Ah--!" Xie Baixuan whistled to the sky.

Then the golden giant palm slowly collapsed, split into pieces, turning into pieces of golden light floating into the air, spreading and disappearing.

Song Yunge shook his head and sighed.

His ten thousand souls refining talisman activated, swallowing the old monk's soul and directly activate the Wusheng Sutra to refine it.

In the blink of an eye, he already knew from his memory that this was the Arhat Divine Palm, a total of eight palms.

This old monk reached the extreme level and only practiced the first palm, the weakest palm.

The most fatal thing about this palm is to consume life span, and to exchange one's own life for the power of subduing demons.

His palm consumed all his life's life, and he had reached the strongest power, but unfortunately he had not yet destroyed Xie Baixuan.

In Song Yunge's opinion, it was only a little bit short.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a smile.

I didn’t expect that there would be such gains. I had the Pill of Extended Life, but I was not afraid of consuming my life.

What's more, he also transformed into a life-long Sutra, directly swallowed it and transformed into a life span.

The power of this demon and Buddha is really amazing.

Xie Baixuan's face was as pale as paper. He glanced at Duanhe Palace, which had collapsed halfway, and then looked at Xie Ziying, who was hesitant behind Song Yunge.

He turned around and floated away.

"Oh..." Xie Ziying sighed quietly.

She couldn't take advantage of the power of others and couldn't help but kill Xie Baixuan, and felt ashamed of her father.

Song Yunge said: "Go and see the emperor."

Xie Ziying nodded slightly.

She floated to Duanhe Hall.

Xie Sheng was sitting upright on the soft couch, his face still changing, and said quietly: "Did you leave?"

Xie Ziying nodded slightly: "The eldest brother is gone."

"It's good to leave." Xie Sheng said lightly: "Everyone is a rebellious person!"

Xie Ziying waved her hand.

All the guards and guards retreated, and the hall was completely gone and there was no one anymore.

"Is that magic weapon useless?" Xie Sheng frowned.

"You can only barely block the Great Emperor's Brother, but you can't suppress it." Xie Ziying shook her head gently and said, "The Great Emperor's Brother has mastered a Yuxiao Lingyun Palm, which is amazingly powerful!"

"Do you want to activate the second artifact?" Xie Sheng looked up at the caisson in the hall and sighed leisurely: "What an unworthy descendant!"

"Father, is there anything wrong with enabling the artifact?"

"This is natural!" Xie Sheng shook his head and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been slow to come out and took out twelve magical weapons. Who can match it?"

Xie Ziying nodded quickly.

She also had this idea and directly activated twelve magical tools. Not to mention the six major sects of sword god temples, even the martial arts worlds outside the territory had to surrender.

In this way, you can unify the world and become the real emperor.

Xie Sheng sighed: "It's so easy, why are I still in a dilemma!"

"Why is that?"

"The twelve artifacts suppress the fortune. Once the twelve artifacts are activated, it means that the fortune cannot be suppressed."

"What will happen?"

"The country and the country are unstable, and may decline rapidly, the administration is corrupt, people's hearts are floating, and their rebellious hearts are fierce."

"so……"

"Even if you can suppress the martial arts world, but cannot suppress the people's hearts, what's the use? So, don't move if you can't move the magic weapon!"

"Yes." Xie Ziying nodded slowly.

"Oh..." Xie Sheng shook his head: "It's really hard for me!"

Xie Ziying remained silent.

She really didn't know what to say.

After all, the situation in front of us was caused by the father himself, and it was caused by the magical technique of praying for heaven.

Without the magical technique of praying for heaven, the three emperors would not have died and would not have been swallowed by the Son of Yuxiao!

Although the three emperor brothers were ambitious, they would never kill their father so unscrupulously.

Now, I haven't been able to suppress the six major sects. I have to face suppression and assassination first. I really don't know what to say.

I don’t know that my father didn’t regret it.

"Xiao Liu, please stay by my side." Xie Sheng said warmly: "I can rest assured even if you are here."

Xie Ziying said: "Don't worry, Father, the eldest brother is now injured."

"Injured?" Xie Sheng was excited and said hurriedly: "Can you take the opportunity to kill him?"

Xie Ziying shook her head gently: "Even if the eldest brother is injured, he may not be able to kill him."

"Oh..." Xie Sheng shook his head in disappointment.

Xie Ziying said: "Father, I'll go back to have dinner first."

"Well, since he is injured, don't worry, let's take a break." Xie Sheng said warmly.

Xie Ziying withdrew from Duanhe Palace.

——

In the evening, Song Yunge slowly walked out of the princess's mansion and came to the capital's climbing fairy tower.

At this time, people were coming and going, and it was very lively.

Although it is expensive and not something ordinary people can come in, the capital is the most expensive are wealthy businessmen and noble people, and countless rich people are there.

When Song Yunge arrived on the third floor, he saw a middle-aged man sitting next to the window building seat.

The middle-aged man was tall and chewing slowly, and his expression was leisurely, and the noise around him was incompatible with him.

Song Yunge sat opposite him.

"What's the matter if I call me again?" the middle-aged man snorted.

Song Yunge smiled: "Has the Palace Master found out the details of that Su Qinghe?"

"Yes." Song Yuyan said.

"Speak and listen."

"Why do you want to tell me about it? This is the secret of our Great Demon Palace and cannot be circulated outside the world."

Song Yunge glanced at her sideways.

Song Yuyan said: "Can you tell me the secrets of your Sword Temple?"

“…It seems you don’t know!”

"Whatever you think!"

"Does your Demon Sect have anything to do with the Xie family? Or is it that the Xie family originally came from the Demon Sect?"

"No." Song Yuyan shook her head.

Song Yunge smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then let's go, say goodbye."

He got up and was about to walk out.

"Song Yunge, have you fallen in love with Xie Ziying?" Song Yuyan's words made him stop.

He turned his head and looked over.

Song Yuyan snorted: "Is it because I stayed by her for so long and threw the Sword God Temple aside? Isn't it because I fell in love with Xie Ziying?"

"Parent Lord, you can really make a fuss!" Song Yunge shook his head and said, "What does Su Qinghe mean?"
To be continued...